Ice and Fire

Edmund Spenser 1552-1599 My love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat? Or how comes it that my exceeding heat Is not allayed by her heart-frozen cold, ButContinue reading “Ice and Fire”

The Old Prison

by Judith Wright Australian poet The rows of cells are unroofed, a flute for the wind’s mouth, who comes with a breath of ice from the blue caves of the south. O dark and fierce day: the wind like an angry bee hunts for the black honey in the pits of the hollow sea. WavesContinue reading “The Old Prison”

Promises Like Pie Crusts

by Christina Rossetti Promise me no promises So will I not promise you: Keep we both our liberties, Never false and never true: Let us hold the die uncast, Free to come as free to go: For I cannot know your past, And of mine what can you know? You, so warm, may once haveContinue reading “Promises Like Pie Crusts”

The Kiss

by Edith Nesbit The snow is white on wood and wold, The wind is in the firs, So dead my heart is with the cold, No pulse within it stirs, Even to see your face, my dear, Your face that was sun; There is no spring this bitter year, And summer’s dreams are done. TheContinue reading “The Kiss”

My final farewell to a wonderful grandfather

The news of my grandfather’s death was a shock but after 10 minutes sitting quietly in Tony’s office I had composed myself. He had given me that time to let it sink in before returning. I told him I needed to call my parents to find out the arrangements for the funeral and said IContinue reading “My final farewell to a wonderful grandfather”